We’re 5 days away, friends.
FIVE DAYS AWAY!!!
And it’s Friday. Which kind of makes it feel like Christmas is tomorrow. But it’s not. I have to keep reminding myself of that…
One whole snowy weekend + one work day + Christmas Eve come first. Before we get there, let’s confess.
Linking up with Aubrey @ High-Heeled Love.
I confess… that I’m missing something. I have the groceries done. I have the shopping done. I have the wrapping done. I have the baking done. And there are still five days to go. Seriously… what am I missing?? I have never been ready this early before…
I confess… that I might be a lone wolf, but a snowstormy weekend sounds heavenly to me. I have eight hundred Christmas shows and movies to watch, and all the time in the world to watch ‘em. Making a serious date with the couch, quilt, hot chocolate, popcorn & DVD player/PVR!
I confess… that with the fear of having no snow for Christmas being completely unnecessary this year, I’ve moved on to the fear of being sick. Last night, after watching the Sens game with Mom, I mentioned to her that my upper arms were aching, and I couldn’t figure out why. She said, “Maybe you’re getting the flu.” I scoffed. “Just in my upper arms??” But the seed had been planted. By the time I got home, no more than 10 minutes later, I had the full-blown FLU. (which means, my arms were aching and I thought maybe my stomach felt funny. maybe). I popped two Advil and two Pepto Bismal tablets and prayed I’d “caught it early enough” and went to bed. This morning, I woke up at 4:58 AM and lay in bed for a full 10 minutes trying to decide if I had the flu or not.
I confess… that I got up, worked out, ate breakfast, and I still seem to be OK. So it appears that I only had the imaginary flu. phewf.
I confess… that my grocery cart yesterday did not reflect my healthy eating ways of the past almost-year. But you know what? It’s Christmas. I’m allowed. (for a few days, anyways.)
I confess… that when I had the “flu”, that was probably my greatest sadness. “I bought all that junk food – chips & dip & nuts & cheese & crackers & egg nogg – and now I’m going to be too sick to eat any of it!!!”
I confess… that my flu is quite likely not only just imaginary, but also the pre-Christmas butterflies that I have had all week. Except they are even more fluttery now.
I confess… that my cousin Kenny asked me to learn “What’s Up” by 4 Non Blondes for Christmas Eve this year, and I have failed miserably. The strumming part is easy-peasy. The singing part? Not so much. I’ll keep practicing, but so far, it’s lookin’ like Jill ain’t got those kind of pipes, folks.
I confess… I’m ready. So very, ever-lovin’ ready. And part of me feels like I want these next few days of building anticipation to last forever, but the other part of me wants get this Christmas show on the ROAD!!!
I confess… that I kind of keep forgetting that not only is it soon Christmas, but as of Tuesday, I’m on holidays for two weeks. Two weeks of no alarm clock, lounging around drinking coffee and not rushing to get out of the pj’s… bliss.
I confess… that I think I might have the flu again.
Have a wonderful last-weekend-before-Christmas, friends! ENJOY!!!